I've been pondering Bogota

 

Meme for a quiet monday morning (after the initial early morning dam burst of pent-up weekend emails and mini crises about drivers and cancellations)

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The sweltering office smells of lilacs and roses

It was Steph's birthday Saturday, so there are lovely vases full of heady flowers in and around our office. It makes up for the fact that I am now forbidden from opening the window for a breeze, since the air conditioner is 'working'  (the asthmatic hamster is indeed puffing away mightily in the rustic old wooden Klima box in the corner). It's like a rich and fragrant hothouse in here.

I don't feel like teaching. I really enjoyed the balcony this weekend. I toasted all my extremities of a fine pink latté hue, sipped cool beers, read various newspapers, watched lots of Anthony Bourdain going to lots of admirable places and eating admirable things, made two consecutive excellent Thai red curries (which passed D's 3-years-in-Thailand inspection) and fell asleep far earlier than expected every night.  Work is not what I'm in the mood for right now.

Oh, and landlady is coming by tomorrow after work to see if she wants to buy my fridge etc when I go. I am crossing my fingers. I really don't feel like having more crap to deal with.